"No." Chu Qiao replied honestly, "In our place, twenty-seven years old is not too old, and they all advocate late marriage and late childbearing."
"Where is your hometown? Bian Tang? Da Xia? You have so much affection for Yan Bei, you can't be from Yan Bei, are you?" Zhuge Yue's complexion suddenly changed, and he asked nervously, "You can't be Yan Xun's mother, right? That's not right, the time is a bit wrong, she seems to be older."
Chu Qiao wanted to cry without tears, "Our place is another world. It is not the same time and space as yours, but a parallel space. They do not intersect. There is a distance in space as well as a distance in time. It is impossible to reach. That, you understand ?"
She tried her best to explain to Zhuge Yue, hoping to make him understand in a way that he could understand. She gestured with her hands, trying to give him a metaphor, but she couldn't find the right words.
But she obviously underestimated Young Master Zhuge's ability to understand. The man frowned slightly and asked, "That is to say, like an apple tree, we are the leaves in spring, and you are the fruits in autumn?"
Chu Qiao was taken aback for a moment, but she didn't expect him to think of this level, and quickly said happily: "It's half right, but not all, because there is not only the distance of time between us, but also space, do you understand? Space is... "
"Oh." Zhuge Yue nodded, and said casually, "We are apple leaves in spring, and you are oranges in autumn, right?"
Chu Qiao was so embarrassingly gorgeous, she was stunned for a long time, and finally she nodded stupidly, "Yes."
Then Zhuge Yue turned his head away, continued to look at Tangtang Jiangshui, and remained silent. The setting sun sprinkled on his face, golden.
Chu Qiao couldn't help but sigh with emotion, looking at her concentration, she is indeed a person who has seen the world and possessed great wisdom, how calm, how calm, how uncurious, not at all like those old hats in ordinary time-traveling novels, Asking questions like "what do your people look like", "how many eyes do your people have", or "do your people have manes like wild beasts", seem to be the only ones People in the world deserve to have two eyes and one nose, so people outside must have manes and fangs to show their psychological superiority. This is the real calm and calm, this is the real Taishan collapse in front of the face without changing face, this is the real not to be happy with things, not to be sad with oneself, this is the real favor and humiliation, and the heart is like a bright moon...
"What do the people there look like?"
Chu Qiao: "..."
"How many eyes do you people have?"
A certain person finally recovered after a long silence, and asked with great interest: "Are the people there like wild beasts, with manes on their bodies? I have seen such people in southern Xinjiang, and their behavior is very strange." , is it your distant relative?"
Chu Qiao took a deep breath, pulled herself together, and started the enlightenment education of basic knowledge in the new world.
The sun had already set on the mountain, and a full moon climbed to the top of the mountain, casting bright light on a piece of mercury-like blue waves.
As the river was blowing gently, Chu Qiao left by boat, suddenly feeling poetic, she recited affectionately: "There is a bright moon over the sea, and we share this moment in the end of the world."
But Zhuge Yue said coldly from the side: "It's a bit out of place, this is the river, not the sea."
Chu Qiao frowned and said, "Then there is a bright moon on the river."
Zhuge Yue looked at her suspiciously, and asked, "It's probably not your poem, it was written by someone from your place, and you stole it, right?"
Chu Qiao wanted to cry again, but she was so embarrassed that her cheeks were red. See, it's no good to talk about this kind of thing...
"Xing'er." The two were silent for a long time, Zhuge Yue suddenly called her name, she subconsciously agreed, and Zhuge Yue said without thinking, "I don't care who you are."
Chu Qiao didn't understand at first, but after thinking about it carefully, she immediately understood what he meant. She nodded with a smile and said, "I know, I will always be your star."
Zhuge Yue's body trembled slightly, he lowered his head and looked at her with burning eyes. After Chu Qiao finished speaking, she regretted a little, and a blush crept up her cheeks. She was about to lower her head, but Zhuge Yue stretched out two fingers, proficiently lifted her chin, and said with a smile in his eyes, "Say it again."
Chu Qiao dodged his gaze, and vaguely said a little embarrassedly, "What did you say?"
"Just say what you said just now." Zhuge Yue said firmly, with two groups of warm fire in his eyes, not particularly hot, but sparkling.
"I am yours, and you must be mine." Chu Qiao summoned up her courage and said firmly, "In my life, I can sacrifice and give anything, but there are only two things. It will not be used as a bargaining chip. The first is my beliefs and principles, and the second is my marriage and body. If you want all of me, you have to give all of yourself to me."
Zhuge Yue raised his eyebrows, looked at her evilly, and asked casually, "All?"
"Fuck you," Chu Qiao pushed his shoulder, turning her head away, "It's not serious at all."
"Xing'er." Zhuge Yue suddenly opened his arms to embrace her, wrapping his arms around her shoulders so tightly that the warm masculine breath instantly surrounded her.
"I'm happy," he whispered. "I'm really happy."
Leaning in his arms, Chu Qiao also felt the peace of mind she had never experienced in the past few years. She turned around and hugged him, and said softly, "Let's not separate again."
Zhuge Yue asked: "Follow me to Zhenhuang, aren't you afraid?"
"I'm even more afraid of being separated from you. Every time we separate, many things will happen, just like this time, I will almost never see you again."
The situation in the Tang capital was chaotic that day. She fought with her back, like walking on thin ice, and if she was not careful, she would fall into the enemy's hands. Zhan Ziyu's arrogance and domineering when he was in power, the chaos and bloody battle of Tai'anmen, the assassins who rushed into the imperial city every night after the news of the canonization, and the last battle of hundreds of thousands of people, I didn't feel it at the time. What, but now that I think about it, I feel a little scared.
Zhuge Yue held her in his arms and said in a low tone: "Don't be afraid from now on."
The moonlight was quiet, and the two sat for a long time.
After returning to the room, Zhuge Yue sat on the bed and frowned and thought for a long time. He felt that what Chu Qiao said was right, he should think about it, and find an appropriate time for the two to give each other their whole selves.
Yes, this idea is really good. If you walk too much at night, you will inevitably encounter ghosts. If you sleep too much, you will inevitably have dreams. Do things cleanly and neatly.
In the middle of the night, he suddenly stood up. He felt that today was the right time.
Zhuge Yue has always been a very planned person. Once he has decided on something, he will make an overall action plan without haste, and then implement it step by step. No matter what happens, he will not change his mind.
So in the following time, he took a shower, changed his clothes, and took a picture in front of the mirror. He only felt that the man in the mirror had sword eyebrows and starry eyes, was handsome, handsome, handsome and tall, and he felt very satisfied with himself. Then he felt a little nervous, so he sat down and took a cup of tea.
The tea was already cold, and the white porcelain blue and white cup wall was pinched between his slender fingers,
He leaned on the back of the chair, carefully thinking about what he was going to say and what he was going to do later, every sentence, very carefully, and then he imagined many situations to figure out how the other party would answer and how he should deal with it , How to change the topic little by little, create an ambiguous atmosphere, take the initiative in your own hands, and make everything appear natural without leaving any traces.
All right, no problem.
He put down the cup and stood up, but just as his fingers touched the door, the door was pushed open.
Chu Qiao stood at the door, still wearing the off-white dress, the warm light in the corridor shone on her small face, emitting a layer of warm light.
She was holding a bowl in her hand, which was still steaming. She raised her head, looked him up and down with black and white eyes, frowned strangely, and asked, "It's late at night, why are you dressed like this?"
What is the situation? Zhuge Yue was taken aback for a moment, it seemed that he had exceeded his plan.
However, Young Master Zhuge's adaptability is still good, he immediately said seriously: "I slept a lot during the day, I am not sleepy now, I want to go out for a walk."
"The closer you get to the north, the colder the weather is, and the wind is strong at night. You wear so little, it's better not to walk around." Chu Qiao went straight into the room, put the soup bowl on the table, and greeted him, "I didn't see you before." How much to eat, come over and drink this porridge."
Zhuge Yue walked over and saw that it was a very ordinary bowl of porridge, so he gave her a sideways look and said, "Just use this kind of thing to fool me."
Chu Qiao stared at him, "It's good to eat something, pick and choose." After finishing speaking, she walked up to him, patted his head like a puppy, and said seriously, "After eating Go to bed early and don't wander outside." Then, he turned around and walked away.
Zhuge Yue was stunned for a moment, what's going on? His plan was disrupted, and the prey came to his door, but he let her go swaggeringly
What porridge do you have? He stood up and walked out the door.
Because the whereabouts of the ship is to be concealed this time, the ship is not very big, and the corridor is very narrow, allowing only one person to walk. The light shone on his slender figure. He was dressed in a moon-white gown with warm cloud patterns, and he looked handsome and elegant under the light.
He walked very slowly step by step, and the hull of the boat was swaying on the vast river, like the spring rain many years ago. He stood on the river embankment, watching the ship getting farther and farther away. The world is dark and cold, only the fire beside him is burning, never extinguished, always condensing his vision, from childhood, to growing up, until today.
A burst of singing came suddenly, he paused slightly, and then walked to her door. The door was not closed tightly, and there was warm light coming out. Standing at the door, he could only hear the gentle singing of the woman and the babbling of the baby.
Under the two cages of orange lights, Chu Qiao's white skirt was dragging on the ground, her sleeves were rolled up high, and she was squatting beside an ebony basin, bathing Li Ce's youngest son.
Rong'er is very fat, although he is still very small, but his eyebrows and eyes look like his father's, with curved eyes, slightly raised up, the peach blossom eyes like a fox can hardly see the whites of his eyes when he smiles.
At this moment, he was sitting in the ebony basin, holding a string of small bells in his hand, the bells were tinkling, and the sound was very crisp. The child kept patting the water according to the rhythm, splashing Chu Qiao all over. Whenever Chu Qiao dodged "Ouch", he clapped his hands and giggled happily.
"Rong'er be good, don't make trouble." Chu Qiao tried to communicate with the child, but the child didn't agree with it, his two fat calves kicked wildly, and most of the water in the basin spilled out.
"Don't be so naughty, your father is not as annoying as you."
Chu Qiao's upper body was already completely wet, and her clothes were still wet and dripping. Rong'er raised his head, babbling and yelling, a pair of small fat hands grabbed the cloth around Chu Qiao's neck, desperately trying to crawl out, clearly expressing his clear attitude that he didn't like taking a bath with practical actions.